Her once hazel eyes
Are now tinted with red
And her cheeks are flushed
With mother nature's own blush
Her lip trembles
As a raindrop slides down
The canvas that is her face
And although she weeps
It's more like a painting
Than a scene from a movie

12-29-2018

I write words with a blueprint in my mind
But somehow
Common sense always gets left behind

Like a parent trying to tame a child
I reign in the words
With an iron-grip bridle

But the words will do what they do
Because words my dear
Could never be controlled by you

12/17/2018

In the darkening light
As the sun makes its descent
You can see two lovers
Setting with the sun
And rising with the moon
Where their love shines brightest
Because while their love
May have been a fiery
And bright passion like the sun
The moonlight captures the royalty
Of their moon-touched love
With all the stars around to bow